Chapter 295: Not much better
In the middle of the empty church, Ivan I narrowed his eyes.
"Are you Jesus?"
The questioning voice of Ivan I echoed through the hall.
Being able to easily avoid all the church guards and enter the church is definitely not something that ordinary people can do.
But in the person in front of him, Ivan I did not feel the slightest danger.
This is absolutely not right!
While Ivan I was thinking a lot, Jesus, who was standing opposite Ivan I, was noncommittal to Ivan I's questioning, and he looked up at the frescoes in mid-air that were reflected in the golden light.
The mural depicts Jesus and Mary in extremely ornate colors, showing the love of the Lord.
This is the throne of God that I ascended back then.
Jesus said in his heart.
In the center of the church, he felt the power of faith, as vast as the sea.
And the power of faith flowed naturally into the body of Jesus.
Although he was not the real Jesus himself, the power of faith still recognized him as Jesus.
He is the one who is most qualified to usurp the throne of God.
Because he can unscrupulously restrain the power of faith in the deity.
If his deity finds him, he will kill him by any means necessary.
On the red carpet, Jesus stretched out his hand as if he wanted to touch a painting in mid-air, and this is what he was after.
In the main hall, seeing that the visitor did not answer, Ivan I suddenly smiled.
"Do you know where this is?"
"This is St. Petersburg Cathedral, where the headquarters of the Orthodox Holy See is located, and I am the new Ecumenical Patriarch, and you are in front of me, saying that you are Jesus, do you know what this charge is?"
The voice of Ivan I was like the vibration of a large drum, and the sound of brilliance echoed through the hall.
"Alas!"
The man who called himself Jesus shook his head suddenly, still ignoring the existence of Ivan I, and then he let out a long sigh.
If the voice of Ivan I was like thunder, then the voice of Jesus became like a cloud, drifting far away in the sky.
"I just want to get my stuff back. ”
Jesus said lightly.
"Your stuff?"
Ivan I frowned and said.
Jesus smiled and waved his hand at Ivan I.
In his opinion, the person in front of him was too weak.
Jesus, dressed in a white robe, no longer looked at Ivan I, he turned his gaze to the chalice beside Ivan I.
The chalice is carved with delicate patterns, like a piece of history, and like a chant of poetry.
The pattern changes at any time and is never repeated.
The Holy Blood in the Holy Grail, though bright red, shows endless holiness.
Jesus raised his right hand, his fingers lifted slightly, and the chalice beside Ivan I suddenly moved, as if it had been inspired from the darkness.
It moved out of thin air and headed towards Jesus.
Seeing that the purpose of the man in front of him turned out to be the Holy Grail, Ivan I could no longer remain calm.
"Bold!"
With a burst of Ivan I, the whole church seemed to shake.
Ivan I, who was as majestic as a bear, stood up.
He snatched it out with one hand and reached for the Holy Grail in mid-air.
A terrifying light burst out from the hands of Ivan I, and if the Holy Grail was like a sun, then it was the moonlight beside the sun.
Jesus still didn't change his face, and he didn't even look at Ivan I.
The next moment, Ivan I's complexion changed.
The Holy Grail did not accept his holy light, but shook slightly, and the whole space was like a river of spring water that had been blown up.
Ivan I's holy light was directly shaken away.
"How so?"
Ivan I simply could not accept the scene in front of him.
Why would the Holy Grail be close to that stranger.
"Why is the Holy Grail so close to you?"
There was a terrible conjecture in the eyes of Ivan I: what the man in front of him said was true.
He really is Jesus.
The 2,000-year-old beacon smoke did not bury the sages of history in it, but they came out of history and came back into this world.
"I said, I am Jesus, and the Holy Grail is mine. ”
Jesus took the chalice in mid-air and smiled faintly.
For the person in front of him, he is a god and demon.
"Jesus, are you from the Holy City?"
Ivan I suddenly remembered the news from the Holy City that the miracle of the prophet Jesus had appeared in the Holy City.
Could it be that the miracle is the resurrection of Jesus?
"You're talking about Jerusalem?"
Jesus glanced at him and said.
"That's right. ”
"Recovering from the dust of history is not easy. ”
As he spoke, Jesus gently lifted his finger and plunged into the chalice.
The white fingers pressed into the bright red blood.
The bright red blood in the chalice was as if it had encountered some great attraction.
Drops of Holy Blood were incorporated into Jesus' fingers that reached into them.
It's like a wild goose returning home.
It's like a side branch of the return to the roots.
The terrifying power came from Jesus, and for a moment Jesus' body was as dazzling as the sun.
"What are you going to do?"
Seeing the continuous reduction of the Holy Blood in the Holy Grail, Ivan I's face changed dramatically.
"Nature is the return of things to their rightful owners. ”
With the return of a little bit of Holy Blood, Jesus' face gradually began to flush.
The dark wounds left behind when he fought the Eastern Emperor in the Holy City quickly healed.
At this time, he felt that if he fought that phantom again, at least it would be equal.
"Stop!"
Ivan I felt his heart ache, and the Holy Blood in the Holy Grail was extremely powerful.
It can quickly increase a person's affinity for the Light, and can even quickly increase the total amount of Light in a person's body.
However, there are high requirements for people's physique.
Therefore, Ivan I could not withstand the terrifying power of it with only two drops.
But now looking at the actions of the man in front of him who calls himself Jesus, he actually wants to spare all the holy blood.
This is simply poking Ivan I in the heart.
Ivan I slammed into the grail.
But Jesus just raised his other hand slightly, and moved his fingers slightly.
Ivan I only felt that the gravity acting on his body seemed to be completely gone, and he began to rise, eventually floating in the air, without the slightest strength.
Jesus didn't look at Ivan I, and he began to devour the blood of the chalice at a rapid pace.
Little by little, the blood in the chalice disappeared into the chalice.
But the breath of Jesus was constantly surging.
It was only after the blood in the chalice had completely disappeared that Jesus opened his closed eyes.
There seemed to be stars rising and falling in his eyes.
And he seems to be clothed in the brilliance of the world.
"That's the power of familiarity. ”
After reining in his terrifying power, Jesus turned his head to look at Ivan I.
The weightless Ivan I immediately regained gravity, and he fell the red carpet.
"Now, I have something to ask you. ”
"Don't worry, after all, you helped me preserve my blood for so long, and I will give you some compensation. ”
"Are you really Jesus?"
Ivan I, who fell to the ground, didn't ask for any compensation, he just immediately raised his head and asked the previous question.
"It's like a fake. ”
Looking at Ivan I who was in disarray on the ground, Jesus couldn't help but think of the man.
That day, I was in front of him, not much better than this!